Ben Solo (AU) (
jedi_librettist) wrote2018-04-12 12:00 pm
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Ben picked a seat in the corner of the galley. There was something homey and comforting about watching his brother cook. The last of the tension he'd carried melted away.
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The little boy still looks, tears in his eyes by now. "Mama?"
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He's trying to understand, and completely misses the tears in the eyes.
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He's about to say something else but gets interrupted by a plaintive wail. The kid plops down on his butter, tears streaming down his face.
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"...How do we make it stop?"
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He looked back at the crying toddler. He walked over and picked the kid up. At least he could get him off the floor.
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Ani buried his face in Ben's neck. It muffled the wails some.
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The little one wasn't shielding at all. Ben frowned at the image of a red-haired woman. She looked vaguely familiar.
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Ben breathed a sigh of relief. "What now? Putting him down will probably set him off again. Do I really need to change my shirt?"
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"No, you're good." He pulled at his own, seeing a lot of stains that... would not help their case. "I'm going to have to."
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"I guess you should go ahead, then. I'm sure everyone's waiting to get on with their lives."
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